Fatal Mortal

When was there ever a moral line drawn where have all of our heroes gone From the beginning , we've had war and strife no real peace in our life our mortal self , our fatal self.... we are our own worst enemy morality creating the next fatality..... Domination and control worthless resemblence of fool's gold Without understanding the true treasure's of another.... the march continues only to smother.... listless souls being born hearts of the strong being torn destiny of the many being forlorn as footholds are anchored , by the dark , clouded storm's the few resist cankered and in God's love absorb light to remain steady love at the ready in time , the few , will be many....... The real battle is entrenched within' release the grip of hatred and begin true source of life is love from above our true journey has only begun...........